I know what you're thinking

Another ho-hum, all-day-pajama-wearing, stay-at-home mom complaining about sleepless nights, posting pictures of her adorable 2 year old with mashed peas oozing out her mouth, and, that dreaded cliche, the endless changing of dirty diapers! And, well, yeah, maybe that is my life, or was (who feeds their 2 year old mashed peas anyway??) But, I can tell you that in these past few years I've learned a lot about myself. (okay, now I really know what you are thinking, "puh-leazzz, lady, do not go there.") And you are right, I won't go there. I'm not writing this blog to revel in some trip of self discovery, NO, I am writing on behalf of all mothers out there looking for a little less oversized, plastic, lead--ridden, toys building up in there living rooms and a lot more Pottery Barn, a little less Desitin and a lot more Kiehls, and , of course, a little less pink, green, and yellow Carter's onesies and a lot more Janie and Jack! Okay (whew!) well, I guess that's it. I should be going now, it sounds as if my daughter is coming out of her Disney-Channel-induced coma. It's the perfect start to a day filled with playdates, potty-training, and M&M bribery (oh, wait, I promised I wasn't going to do that) -----scanning------oh, wait, no I didn't.